“Charon, it’s Isis. Where are you because I'm about to set off.” Her voice was as smooth and entrancing as always, but this time with a hint of worry. She knew what life was like for him and has taken it upon herself to act as his surrogate mother or sister, depending on whom he needed most at any particular given time. There was nothing about him that she didn't know and she was only person who treated like an actual living breathing being.
“Aphrodite’s temple on Olympus. I'm looking at her right now” he knew that his voice probably sounded wistful and sad but he was actually quite happy. He had already told Isis about her and the circumstances of her birth so he was quite sure that she could discern what he was feeling.
“What is she like?” her voice this time was a breathy whisper la
